Some lost poems.. revived...

Dandiya Night

The twirling skirts,
The drums beating,
The dancing lights
Feet moving in tune
Eyes full of joy
Body swaying
Smiling faces
Sorrows forgotten
Worries pushed away
Dancing away till dawn
Intoxicated by the music
A chance to be together
Forget the differences
Culture mixed with contemporary
A beautiful kaleidoscope
Of colour, music and people!




A Lonely Dandiya Night

I watched them dance
A myriad of color and face
The lilting music
The sound of tapping foot
Girls whirling
Swishing skirts
Boys lost in the throbbing beats
Gaiety and joy
Warn the night air

My feet moved
My hands swayed
My eyes searched
For those eyes, deep ocean of passion
For that smile, blinding the noon sun
Faces all around me
All known, yet unknown
A merry crowd all around
Lonely, so very lonely
Like the moon in a star filled sky….


My Dog


Three black dots on white
Two beautiful expressive eyes
A twitching nose smells expectantly
The swishing tail moves like a pendulum
My tired body refuses to move
But love tugs my heart
No words spoken
Yet I hear
Getting up at last,
For my most faithful friend…

Time....

Time…

The wrinkles tell a tale of their own
The sagging shoulders are bent
Carrying the years of responsibilities
The fingers are gnarled
The nerves showing horrifically
The lips droop
No longer willing to smile spontaneously
The eyes, glazed and myopic,
Surrounded by shadows and bags
The words are mumbled
The tongue moving in the space
Having lost all the companions
The legs can’t stand anymore
While the ears refuse to hear
The silver mane tells it all
The years gone by…
As finally age tightens its grip on life
All that remains…
Snatches of memories…

First showers... !!

So the rains are here... this unceasing downpour on this city of no sleep. I live on the outskirts of Mumbai. This is the city of Thane, city of lakes. Fortunately I live very near to nature,i.e., on forest land. The rains are amazing. The hills in view from my balcony got transformed overnite. From dusty to dark green. Okay so there are problems going to and back from work, but the rain drenched city makes up for all the traffic jams. And the variety of rain wear... from shoes to umbrellas... just great. I travel by the company bus. So travelling is not such a headache as it would have been had I travelled by the public transport. People get in the bus at many stops. And today was the same except for this amazing sight which has prompted me to put it somewhere to be remembered by.

A young girl got in. It was drizzling, not pouring. And she took the first prize for rain attire.

She wore jeans and a jogging top, which was more like a vest. over it she had a transparent raincoat. She carried an umbrella, the kind we see in black n white movies only. She had three bags. And she wore on her head, yes she did, it was a frilly shower-cap!! The sight is so precious, I can never forget it. A white shower cap with little blue flowers all over. I first thought that she might have forgotten to remove it, but it was not so. She sat on the seat beside me and neatly folded it and kept it in one of her bags. I have not suppressed my laughter since my school days. Everyone I turned too was smiling.

The best part was when while getting down she put it on again, in the office premises!!

Well, if that was not silly ... I wonder what she will put on tomorrow.